[Lawtan]

And so the creaking ship-of-webs,
Set out in the shadowed sea,
Out towards a cove of pirate yore,
For the secret wealth of old heraldry,

As the shadow of a feline gazed abroad,
The barkeep's cousin oriented the map,
Some old barrels shook and splintered,
While the Captain reigned in the slack.

But, ho! The starboard bow did show,
What creeping mass of globular meat,
Beware, sailors and stowaways boarded,
For an eyeless beast seeks thee to eat!